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jesbakescookies · 7 years

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Too Hot To Handle: Chapter Twenty-Seven

So I kinda wrote a different kind of fanfiction. It’s nothing as in depth as my other fics so I am going to post it here. ENJOY!!***Actor, Real Person Fanfiction, Walking Dead RPF***Featuring: Jeffrey Dean Morgan X Original Female Character, Norman Reedus and others.. (FYI this is total fiction, as in I know nothing about JDMs life or that of his real SO and son etc. Because of this, for this work of fiction, they don’t exist. Jeffrey’s been a typical actor playboy dating fellow stars etc. This is written for sick daydreaming pleasure.)

Aria St. James is a busy woman with a thriving restaurant. She thought she had everything she needed until a few famous faces visit her dining room. A tall, dark and handsome actor decides Aria’s just what he’s been looking for.

Rating: Mature : NSFW **dirty dirty**

I don’t have a masterlist for this fic yet but if you go to tags and choose Too Hot To Handle, it will pull them all up. Thanks!

Jeffrey pinned Aria to the soft mattress, the room dim with only the light from the fireplace. "You know you're stunning right?" He rasped, his thumb drawing a tender line along her jaw. His heavy eyes, dark and deep. "I can't believe it sometimes." "Believe what?" "That you're real. That you're with me." Rolling her eyes, Aria blushed at his compliments. "Shush, player.” Jeffrey kissed her cheek, rasping low and deep, "You know when you get all rosy like this, I get harder than a goddamn rock. You're as pretty as a picture." "Mr. Morgan, you're a big flirt." She murmured, tracing his tattoos with her fingertip. Jeffrey laughed gruffly, "You love it, Mrs. Morgan." Smiling at the name, she asked, "Do you want me to take your name?" "Truthfully, it's up to you. I know you've built your reputation up with yours. I won't be upset if you want to keep it." "I'll have to think about it." She murmured, her fingers stroking his chest and stomach. "It sounds kinda nice to have yours." "Oh yeah?" He rasped, leaning down to nuzzle into her neck. Sucking a hot path along her shoulder to her parted lips, Jeffrey asked, "Does it turn you on, Mrs. Morgan?" Gasping at his gravelly voice and his wandering fingers, Aria moaned, "Yes." "Mmmmhm." He rumbled, while spreading her legs wider. "Think I'm gonna fuck you, Mrs. Morgan. Long and hard."

"Jeff." Aria whispered as his hand slid between her legs and his fingertips dipped inside her. "Please." "I like you begging, baby girl." Jeffrey rasped, his tongue twirling around her nipple while massaging her tit. "Tell me what you want, baby." "You." She breathed the word more than spoke, as his fingers curled through her lips and thumb pressed into her clit. "Me what, darlin'?" "Fuck." She threw her head back into the pillow, her hips rising off the bed to chase his plunging fingers. "Please fuck me.... Mr. Morgan." Growling deeply, Jeffrey nipped her jaw and pinned her legs to the mattress. Staring down at where they met, he slowly sunk into her finding no resistance. Aria's thighs quivered under Jeffrey's large palms, her eyes fluttering closed as she fisted the sheets below her. She reveled in the feeling of his calloused fingers pressing into her soft calves and the almost unpleasant tug in her thighs from being spread. "So wet, beautiful." He groaned, his neck tense and arms strained as he controlled himself from shoving inside as fast and as hard as he could. "More." Aria panted, reaching up to clutch his hair with both fists, pulling his mouth to hers. "Fuck me, daddy." “God-fucking-damn. Ain't that hottest thing I've heard.” Jeffrey growled so deeply it rattled Aria's teeth. His eyes were pitch black as he stared down at her. Snapping his hips sharply, his mouth sucked on her tongue and dove down her throat. He was consuming her like a starving man given his favorite meal. "Oh fuck, Jeff. Jeff." She moaned, while her nails pinched his neck and chest. "Say it." He growled, rolling his hips to hit her deep and hard. Aria gripped his waist, tugging him closer. "Make me cum." "Say it." "Make me cum, daddy." "Fuck. Yes." Jeffrey moaned, slamming into her while flicking her hood in rhythm with his thrusts. Soon the pressure collapsed, causing Aria's legs to close around Jeffrey's narrow hips, her body writhing as he plunged through her fluttering walls. He followed soon after, his body curling around hers, as though he couldn't get close enough. "So good." He murmured, kissing her sticky neck and jaw, his tongue darting out to taste the sweat over her lip. "Such a good fucking girl." Aria dipped her head sheepishly, her cheeks blushing at the way her body clenched around him at the compliment. Moaning as she clung to him, Jeffrey murmured into her breast as he licked her lazily, "Baby likes that, huh?" "Jeff." She whined, feeling embarrassed. "Hush, sweetpea." He soothed, his nose brushing along her jaw and cheek. "It's just us. Don't be shy. You like when I praise you?" Peeking up at him, she saw nothing but curiosity, no teasing glint in his eye. Nodding, she replied, "It turns me on to please you." Smiling at her, Jeffrey leaned forward and kissed her chastely. "You please me very, very much baby girl." "I love you." She replied, a soft smile curling her lips. "You have. no. idea. what those words do to me." Jeffrey rasped, his voice gravelly and deep. Aria's hand brushed hair from his forehead, as he peered down at her. "I think I do." Smiling at her, Jeffrey leaned down and kissed along her jaw until his whisker covered mouth was pressed into her neck and ear. "I love you too, sweetpea."

"What do you think about salmon for dinner?" Aria had asked before a camera snapped a photo of Jeffrey and her wandering the fish market.

Glancing up, she found five paparazzi hanging out at the entrance of the market, their lens focusing on the two shopping for dinner. "Goddamn it." Jeffrey muttered under his breath, "I'm sorry darlin'." Frowning, she ordered the fillet she wanted and kept herself occupied, rather than worry about what they were snapping shots of. Grabbing their bags, Jeffrey walked on her left to keep the cameras on him, while providing a bit of a shield for Aria. "Jeffrey! Aria! Are you vacationing or do you have property here?" "Hey guys. Just a little vacation between shoots." Jeffrey greeted, smiling while moving them towards their vehicle. "Aria! How are you dealing with the backlash of Jeffrey's female fans?" "Excuse us guys, we've got somewhere to be." Jeffrey muttered, pulling the car door open for Aria. Seeing her chewed lip and flushed cheeks, Jeffrey knew she was getting overwhelmed with how pushy everyone was being. "Come on guys, ease up alright. We're just on vacation, getting some sun." "Jeffrey, how do you react to the female fans who hate girlfriend." "Look, anyone who says they hate Aria, doesn't know her. Now if you don't mind I'm going to go spend time with the loveliest woman I know." "Jeffrey!" Climbing inside, Jeffrey closed the door and drove them away, his eyes flicking to the rearview mirror looking for anyone tailing them. He didn't want the vultures following them to the beach house. If they did, they'd camp out or find them on the beach. "Are they following?" She asked, her voice tight and eyes narrowed. "Not that I can see, but I'm going to drive a different route home." "This is fucking ridiculous." She muttered, her eyes watching the shore fly passed. "We are literally buying food, how is that fucking newsworthy? Who are the weirdos buying magazines or whatever of us buying fucking dinner?" "I know." "It's fucking-." Swallowing her next words, Aria huffed out a breath of frustration and stared out the window. Jeffrey noticed she was fiddling with her ring, her thumb spinning it restlessly. Swallowing thickly at the sight, he began to wonder if she was rethinking her answer. Maybe the pressure of being in the spotlight would be too much for her. "It's fucking what?" He asked, his voice rougher than minutes before. "Nothing." She muttered with a shake of her head. "Come on doll. Don't hold back on me now." Sighing deeply, her eyes rolled to his. "It's just so fucking stupid that you can't go grocery shopping without having a camera shoved in your face. It pisses me off that you can't have a normal goddamn life." "It's part of being an actor darlin'. I know it's a big fucking thing to ask of you but are you gonna be okay with that, stepping into that limelight? Being married to me has a lot of fucking baggage." He watched Aria swallow thickly, her chin dropping to her chest as she seemed to contemplate the question deeply. Jeffrey's hands tightened on the steering wheel, the leather creaking under his white knuckles. His breath slowed down the longer she stayed quiet, his heart thudding painful against his ribs. Tearing his eyes away from her folded hands to watch the highway, Jeffrey clenched his jaw as he waited for her change of heart. The idea of having had her as a fiancé for less than forty-eight hours was strangling him, his throat closing up completely. "I.." she halted a moment before shaking her head as though changing her mind on what to say. "Aria, fuck, please talk to me or I'm gonna lose it." He rasped, his heated eyes flicking from her to the nearest exit off the traffic filled street. The conversation was too important to have his attention divided by keeping them from crashing into something.

"Okay doll.” Jeffrey announced, while parking on a shaded street. “Please just... don't be scared to change your mind. It'll... fuck, it will suck a huge bag of dicks if you decide not to marry me but I'd rather fucking know now. I don't wanna do this and in half a year have you unhappily married to me-." "Stop." She blurted out, her hand reaching out to cover his mouth. Jeffrey let her, the feeling of her fingers soothing some of the panic swelling up in his chest.

Aria smiled softly at him. "Calm down. I'm not questioning if I want to marry you. I was just thinking of questions I had about how everything will work. And then I realized I was being a fucking psycho wanting to plan every single possible outcome, to ever possible problem. It can't be done the way my crazy brain wants."

"Ask me anything." He mumbled under her hand before kissing her palm. Dropping her arm into her lap, she asked, "where will we live?" "Depends. My place has a bit more security but it's farther from your work." She pursed her lips while spinning the ring on her finger. "Every time you play with it, I think your changing your mind." Aria froze and shook her head, reaching out to hold his hand. Jeffrey stroked the ring with his thumb as she explained, "I'm not used to jewelry. Never really worn much, so I'm fidgeting. Not doubting." Leaning down he kissed Aria gently, his lips pulling at hers while cupping her face. "Are you gonna be okay with it darlin'? I have to hear you say it." Frowning slightly, she brushed her hand across Jeffrey’s jaw and replied, "I will be fine eventually. It's going to be... challenging but what fucking isn't? I can't say I will always want to go to events and parties. Or be happy with the pressure." "I wouldn't expect you too." "I just have my business and some ideas in the works. So time may be tight sometimes.” "I know sweets." He murmured, tucking a wild curl behind her ear. "It's another reason I love you, you've got your own life and you're driven." Nodding, she bit her lip and squinted slightly before stating, "I think we should live at your place. It'll be a further drive but I'd like more security with everything being the way it is with the press." "We could always get something new. Sell both and get some place close to your work with more privacy and security." "That's true." She spoke with a smirk. "That'd be fun actually." "House shopping?" He asked with a cocked eyebrow and a smug grin tugging at his lips. "Are you nesting dear?" Snorting, Aria smacked his shoulder playfully and quipped, "Smartass. I just think it'd be a nice thing to do together. Sue me.” Chuckling at her, Jeffrey combed his hand into her hair to pull her mouth to his. "God, you taste fucking good." He growled onto her tongue as he ravaged her with his hungry lips. "Come on, we gotta get home. We have raw fish." "Fine." He grunted, kissing chastely. "Later, doll. Later."

Find Chapter Twenty Eight Here:

http://jesbakescookies.tumblr.com/post/164147325851/too-hot-to-handle-chapter-twenty-eight

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ourloveisforthelovely · 7 years

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Sunday Morning 3

A/N: Rob Benedict RPF. Smut.

Link to Previous Chapter 2

Words: 3, 485

Song in story: “The one that go away” by Jake Owen

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Meeya stood in Rob’s bedroom changing into new skinny jeans and a black off the shoulder top. As she fixed her hair Rob walked in. He looked almost apprehensive.

“Meeya, honey are you okay?”

Meeya looked up forcing herself to smile.

“Of course Robbie.”

Rob sighed before walking over wrapping his arms around his girlfriend.

“About earlier….Meeya you deserve the truth. I am in love with you. I’m just not ready to be saying I love you every other breath. I’m afraid it will jinx what we have.”

Meeya reached up pulling Rob down for a long kiss.

“Rob nothing is going to jinx us. We are going to be just fine. Want to talk about what are you are feeling?”

Rob sighed, snuggling his face against hers.

“I love you Meeya. I just….don’t want to be a failure with you.”

“I love you Rob. We aren’t going to fall apart. Just have some faith in us.”

Rob nodded as Meeya kissed his chin before turning and going back to the master bathroom to fix her hair.

Arriving at the restaurant Meeya kept her hand locked around Rob’s as they walked in. Meeya looked around smiling when she saw their friends. She gave Rob a smile before sneaking behind Jensen and ruffling his hair. Jensen spun trying to figure out who the hell was messing with him and froze the moment he saw Meeya. His mouth dropped and for a moment he took on a very Dean Winchester like expression.

“Where the hell have you been?”

He he asked as he stood up and hugged Meeya.

“I went to get something to eat.”

Meeya replied giving him the same Dean Winchester like expression. Jensen chuckled thankful that the girl he considered to be a sister was back.

“Went to get some Texas barbecue?”

Jensen raised an eyebrow when he noticed that Meeya was holding Rob’s hand. He looked over to Jared who was looking equally as amused.

“Give me my fifty bucks!”

Jared said elbowing Jensen in the side. Both Meeya and Rob exchanged amused smirks before looking back to Jensen who threw fifty dollars at Jared.

“There was pool on us being in a relationship?”

Jensen smirked as Jared nodded like an over excited puppy.

“Yeah. It was mostly Jensen and I. When you left and he started going on little trips together we kind of put two and two together.”

Meeya rolled her eyes as Jensen kissed her on the head.

“You two are good for each other. Rob for ceremonial purposes I have to say if you break her heart I’m going to break your neck. I don’t think I have to worry about that though.”

“Most definitely not.”

A week later…

“Boy that pilot was cutting it close huh?”

Jensen said with a smirk as Rob hit his head on the top of the car ceiling.

“Yeah, can you take it easy up there?”

Rob said with a frown as he tugged on his black dress pants. Jensen chuckled as Rob reached out trying to help Meeya zip her sapphire dress. Jensen smirked looking at how Rob’s dress shirt matched Meeya’s dress.

“Awe cute you two are even matching outfits.”

Meeya rolled her eyes.

“Stop watching us change you weirdo!”

Arriving at her parents house, Meeya was surprised to see how well her mother had their yard decorated. She smiled seeing her mother ordering her caterers around. Finally after a few moments her mother walked over.

“There you are sweetie! You made it just in time people are about to start arriving. I’m just waiting on your crazy father to get here.”

Meeya hugged her mother before moving to Rob. The moment she spotted Jensen she attacked him like a mother would her own son. Meeya meanwhile too Rob’s hand guiding him to a table sitting down. Before Meeya could start a conversation her father pulled into the drive. She knew that Rob had been dreading meeting the man for months.

“Let’s get this over with Robbie.”

She said softly as her father walked out. Rob meanwhile, swallowed looking at the man a few feet away that stood maybe an inch shorter than Jared with salt and paper hair. With one look Rob knew this guy could kill him in one punch. It was time to win this guy over or be like in one of those awkward relationships where he would avoid his possible father in law all the time.

Rob’s thoughts were interrupted when he heard Meeya squeal as her father picked her up in a tight hug.

“There is my baby girl! I am glad you came back! This house hasn’t been the same since you moved out.”

Meeya smirked.

“Dad I have only been gone a week or so. You’ve been away on business. Dad, this is my boyfriend Rob.”

Meeya watched her father’s deep blue eyes narrow as he looked Rob over.

“Your that actor aren’t you?”

Rob swallowed nervously.

“I uh am an actor.”

Her father nodded.

“Have a band too?”

Rob nodded again, feeling like he was under a microscope. Meeya walked wrapped her hand around Rob’s’.

“I do.”

Her father looked impressed.

“Well you seem like a decent enough guy. Awful nervous there little fellow.”

Rob laughed nervously.

“Yeah…that’s me.”

The party started without a hitch. Around 7:30 Richard and Briana showed up with Jared. Meeya moved around the room talking to her extended family.

She finally made her way back to her table where her parents were now sitting with her friends and a few of her father’s business partners. Sitting down the conversation wasn’t really something that she wanted to hear being discussed. Her father was talking to a young couple that she didn’t know. The woman was clearly pregnant.

“Well Scotty I think it is good that you wanna be there when the little tyke is born. I wasn’t there for any of my kids births. Don’t regret it either! When Kevin and Johnathan were born…was out in London. When my youngest was born I was in Las Vegas. Meeya decided to come super early. No way I would want to deal with the mess.”

Meeya swallowed looking to Rob who looked annoyed himself. Her father clearly noticed this as well too.

“What’s that look for?”

Rob shrugged.

“I don’t know….I have two kids and I wouldn’t have missed their births for anything in the the world. If Meeya and I have a baby I wouldn’t leave her side for a second.”

After Rob said that he was mentally asking himself,

“What the fuck did I just do?”

He quickly downed the whiskey he had been sitting on meeting Richard’s eyes. Richard smirked but looked proud of Rob for his comment. Meeya’s father looked slightly shocked but smiled.

“That was the kind of response I was fishing for. You passed my test boy. I really like you!”

Rob looked like he could pass out at that moment but felt relived that her father actually seemed to like him and that whole messy conversation was a test. Score 1 for Rob!

Everything was going smoothly until she came face to face with her ex Jeff.

“Meeya! I heard you were back in town. Nice to see that pretty face of yours.”

Meeya swallowed before looking over her shoulder to where Rob sat laughing at something Richard was saying. It was Richard that looked up first and noticed the uncomfortable expression on Meeya’s face.

“Yeah, well I’m back for the party and maybe a few days after.”

Jeff nodded, tossing his head to the side making his shoulder length black hair go to the side.

“Same here. I’ve been on the road with my band. I’ve got a hit single your father helped produce. Maybe we could get together and I could sing it to you?”

Meeya felt her body tense as her phone buzzed. She looked down seeing Richard’s name.

“Need me to get rid of the tool? Between Rob and myself we could take him.”

Meeya rolled her eyes with a smile before she focused back on Jeff.

“Um no thanks Jeff. I’m here with my boyfriend.”

Jeff’s cocky smile fell as he raised an eyebrow.

“Boyfriend? I didn’t know what you moved on. Must not have been too long.”

Meeya took a breath.

“We’ve been together a while. We just wanted to keep things on the down low. Besides its not really anything for you to worry about. Excuse me.”

Meeya turned walking back to the table where Rob was watching like a hawk. When she sat down Rob’s hand was on her thigh.

“Who was that?”

He asked softly. Meeya sighed.

“That is my ex Jeff. Robbie I don’t want you to worry…I’m not…”

Rob shook his head.

“Sweetie its fine.”

Meeya looked relived as Rob gave her another sweet smile before going back to his conversation with Richard.

For the next half an hour Meeya sat snuggled at Rob’s side as the band her father had hired played. The thoughts of Jeff had left her mind until he took the stage guitar in hand. Meeya felt her stomach his her feet as she looked to Jensen who looked equally annoyed. He was one of the few that knew everything that had happened between Jeff and Meeya. Jensen looked ready to kill.

Jeff’s eyes flickered to Meeya a moment before looking at Rob giving him an arrogant smirk. Meeya knew with the look on her ex’s face he was about to raise some hell!

“She rolled in my little sandy town She spent the summer there a couple houses down Well, there was magic in the air When she caught my eye We shared three short months And one long goodbye She was the one that got away The one that wrecked my heart I shoulda never let her go I shoulda begged her to stay She was the one that got away Yeah, the one that got away Well, she kissed my lips Down on Ocean Drive She set my world on fire On the fourth of July We wrote our names in the sand Under the star-soaked sky But it washed away like she did With the rising tide She was the one that got away The one that wrecked my heart I shoulda never let her go I shoulda begged her to stay She was the one that got away Every summer that rolls around I’m looking over my shoulder Wishing I can see her face Wishing I could hold her She was the one that got away The one that wrecked my heart I shoulda never let her go I shoulda begged her to stay She was the one that got away Yeah, she was the one that got away Yeah, she wrecked my heart I shoulda never let her go I shoulda begged her to stay She was the one that got away She was the one that got away She rolled in my little sandy town She spent the summer there a couple houses down”

Once the song was over and Jeff left the stage no one at Meeya’s table said a word. Everyone sat in a dead awkward silence. Richard was the first one to speak…

“Am I the only one that just heard that shit? That really just happen?”

Looking at Rob, Richard was surprised. Rob looked ready to kick ass. This was totally not like his best friend! Sure Richard had seen Rob annoyed but this angry…hell no! If Richard needed any indicator to know that Rob’s feelings for Meeya was genuine this was definitely one.

After Jeff did his crazy song admitting his love for her Meeya noticed Rob’s pleasant mood go downhill extremely quickly! He was now silent, sullen, and withdrawn. Any time Meeya tried to cheer him up he wouldn’t even smile.

An hour after Jeff’s ridiculousness happened and Rob stopped responding Meeya couldn’t handle it anymore. She reached over running her hand down Rob’s thigh.

“Come with me Robbie.”

She said softly. Rob stood following her out of the party hall and into the woods. Meeya kept her hand around his as they walked in silence. Rob smiled looking over his shoulder seeing the lights of the party getting dimmer in the distance.

“Where are we going?”

Rob asked quietly. Meeya turned looking at her boyfriend with a soft smile.

“I want some time alone with you.”

Rob nodded. He didn’t say anything until stepping into a clearing by a river. Meeya turned walking back to Rob wrapping her arms around his waist.

“Are we still friends?”

Rob looked down at her sadly.

“Of course! It will take a lot more than your crazy ex to break us up. That just rubbed me the wrong way.”

Meeya smiled as she battered her eyes at Rob before beginning to undress. Rob’s eyes widened. Meeya let her dress fall leaving herself naked.

“Going for a swim. Come with me baby.”

Rob stood a moment before unbuttoning his shirt watching as his naked lover stepped into the river.

Rob watched feeling the beginnings of an erection as Meeya beckoned him forward with her finger. He frantically undid his black dress pants shoving them down before stepping into the cool water. As he reached Meeya, Rob reached out pulling Meeya into his arms.

Between the cool water and Meeya’s body rubbing against his Rob was ready to explode. Meeya reached gently biting down on his shoulder. Rob whimpered as all of his senses began to go haywire.

“Robbie please. I want you not him. I’m in love with you.”

Rob smiled finally for the first time I’m hours.

“I love you too."

He said tenderly. Rob stroked his finger over Meeya’s bobbing breasts.

"Will anyone find us out here?”

Rob asked, looking around cautiously. Meeya shook her head enjoying the lust filled expression on Rob’s face. He wanted nothing more than to get inside of her at that moment.

“No, how about we take care of this?”

Meeya suggested letting her hand wrap around Rob’s cock. Rob pressed his lips together. He absentmindedly rocked his hips into Meeya’s hand.

“That sounds wonderful.”

He replied as Meeya turned away from him going back to the river bank. Meeya waited until Rob was at her side again before dropping to her knees and taking him fully in her mouth.

“Oh Jesus”

Rob whined trying to keep a grasp on reality. He knew they shouldn’t be fucking like this. Not at her parents fucking wedding anniversary but there was no way he was about to take his cock out of her mouth or miss an opportunity to make love with Meeya. Rob’s only hope was no one else would come walking out of those woods.

Meeya smiled feeling Rob tremble under her touch. His hand locked into her messy dark curls rubbing her scalp.

“Baby, just like that”

He moaned trying to keep his focus on not exploding. As much as he didn’t want to admit it the thought about his friends and his lover’s family being maybe 200+ yards away and could catch them at any moment was a major turn on.

“Meeya. I need to touch you.”

Rob managed to get out. Now would be a hell of a time for her to start teasing him. He couldn’t handle it! Rob was all for teasing but at the moment his goal was to get inside of her. Tonight he needed to show her that he was a better lover than her ex ever dreamed of being.

When Meeya didn’t immediately let go Rob reached down pulling her up into a standing position.

“No fair”

Meeya whined against his lips as Rob kissed her.

“You can suck me off later. We don’t have a lot of time. You know Rich is going to realize we are gone and come looking for us…if he isn’t already.”

Meeya rolled her eyes knowing that Rob was right. The last thing she wanted was for

Richard to catch them fucking again. The thought of the expression on Richard’s face made Meeya giggle.

“Good point. Well take me lover boy.”

Rob smirked.

“Hands and knees baby.”

Meeya quickly did as she was told feeling Rob’s body against hers as he knelt down behind her. He wanted nothing more than to flip her on her back to fuck her missionary on that river bank. However, going back to that party with mud caked in her hair wasn’t an option.

“Fuck you are so wet."

He cooed running a finger down the length of her slit. Meeya wiggled against his cock as she watched Rob lick her fluids from his finger.

"Robbie, please.”

His blue eyes flickered up to her face giving her that “dom eyebrow” that could make her knees go weak. He gave her a innocent smile before pushing in. Neither worried that Rob didn’t fool with a condom. Right now sex was the most important thing to both parties.

Rob could have came right away at how wet Meeya was and she seemed to be enjoying his uncovered cock. Meeya pressed herself back against his body taking Rob as far as possible.

At this point Meeya had quit looking at the clearing for any signs of visitors. Now she was focused on how Rob was making her come apart on that river bank. She dug her fingers in the soft sand as Rob pounded himself into her.

“I’m so close.”

Meeya whimpered as her body began to tighten. Rob’s satisfied groan behind her clued her in that he was as close as she was. Rob pushed in harder then he had the moment before making Meeya come hard. Feeling herself come apart she could barley keep herself up on her hands.

“I got you”

Rob said softly. He gently pulled her to the place where the water came into the sad before sitting down and pulling her onto his lap as he began to rock himself into her. Meeya interlocked her hand around Rob’s that was wrapped around her stomach. She smiled when Rob snapped his eyes closed.

“Yes baby. That’s it. Be a good boy and come for me.”

She said as seductively as possible. Rob’s free hand slammed over her clit rubbing. Meeya cried out as another orgasm over took her.

“Fuck”

Rob whimpered unable to fight his orgasm any longer. Filling Meeya, he pressed his face into her curls. Both didn’t move for a moment from what seemed to be one of the best orgasms of their lives.

“Holy hell. We are going to have to do that again. This was kinky as fuck.”

Meeya said with a giggle pressing kisses to Rob’s shoulder as she turned in his arms. Rob smiled.

“I liked that too. We are turning into some kinky people. Maybe try for sex in closets at conventions?”

Rob suggested innocently. Meeya smirked.

“That would be fun. Come on. We need to get back. We can have round two when we get back to our hotel.”

Rob nodded, wincing as she got off of him. Meeya carefully pulled on her dress hoping no mud had gotten onto anything. That would be fun to explain to everyone!

As she reached down to retrieve her panties Rob put his foot down over them. Meeya watched as Rob bent down and put her panties in his pocket.

“Rob you are going to seriously make me go back with no panties?”

Rob smirked.

“Yeah I am. You’ll remember who your man is.”

Meeya bit her lip already. The thought of going back to that party with Rob’s come dripping down her thighs was a turn on. She wouldn’t be opposed if Rob wanted to take her all over again that moment

“Damn Robbie. You better be ready to take care of this later. ”

Rob smiled as Meeya wrapped her arm around his waist.

“Any time, any place baby.”

Meeya snuggled her face against Rob’s arm before looking up.

“Rob, we need to get back. My dad will be wanting to talk to you some more. You have really impressed him.”

Rob immediately looked ill at ease.

“Do I have to? He’s bigger than me and Rich put together. Okay, maybe that is an exaggeration but he could kill me with one punch.”

Meeya stood on her tiptoes.

“Just be your sweet self.”

Rob sighed.

“Ok…I can do this.”

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